Themilk is sweet, so delicious, but I don't drink. I fill my mouth.Lawson is right behind me. His hand is on my shoulder, he gets a stronggrip.I grab ...is wounded hand and squeeze. He shouts again, his mouth wideopen.I lunge toward him, my mouth close to his, almost like I am going tokiss him. Instead, I spit the milk into his mouth. He chokes and gags,but he swallows some."Oh my god, that's so good," he says, licking his lips.I knew it. There is something in the milk.I look at the milker's. At least if your arm is bleeding, you can point to that and say, "See, see, that's what's wrong with this. That's what." Whereas, if you were to ask me a year ago, even six months ago, why I was depressed... I wouldn't've known what to say.See, depression is... Times like this, it creeps up on you. It's gradual. One day you're going along fine, and then the next day— Wham. You suddenly realize that life sucks and you haven't got the faintest idea why. Because you've been just chalking up all. Dawn was so turned on, her body physically ached for him to be inside her.“I’m so close, so close baby – but I want to be inside you, stop, stop.” As if he had read her mind, Lance pulled himself out of her mouth, precum oozing from his tip. Breathing audibly, Dawn reclined herself back against the ladder, and opened her legs for him. Without speaking and with total command, Lance lifted the hem of her dress high around her waist. One of his hands went straight to her sopping pussy, as the. Nathu: hum dono taraf se maze lenge, uska pati subka bugtan karega(wife ke sath a.c. aur dusre sare kharcho ka)Aunty: mera pati sabse bada murkh hai, wo sirf kam pe hi apna dhyan deta hai. usko meri koi chinta nahi hai.Ramu: ham to aap pe marte hai, aapke mammo ke diwane hai. aapki badi gand hamare laude khade kar deti hai.(gand pe jor se marta hai)aunty: Isi liye muje tum dono ke sath hi rahna hai. wo to muje bachcha de k chala gaya. ab muje hi sab khyal rakhana padta hai. mera khayal koi nahi.